Lost & Found
I’ve always been moved by T.S. Eliot's poem East Cocker. There is a line in there that chokes me up every time.
He writes: "There is only the fight to recover what has been lost and found and lost again and again and again." Oh, how I get that. That line from Elliot & Isaiah 30:15: “…my lassos lassoing the runaway parts of me.”
every day
every week
every life
a returning
or a plea to return.
we stray
we stray
we stray
i strayed from you,
Love
but you found me in the bath
and i stood up naked into your arms
You held my wet head.
i sobbed:
sad i left
grateful to be back.
why do i still do this?
i don’t know but at least
every time now
i resist you less and less.
even my ego is learning
not to hesitate.
no. i just turn and return.
remember. recover.
nothing that Love holds
is ever really lost…
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